Drink
From Torg Adventure
I can't justify open mouth kissing my sister, or my cousin, or especially my daughter. Not in front of all these people at least.
"OK, fine. I'm gonna drink." As I reach for my glass I see Becka pouting. She's not happy unless she's stirring up trouble. I finish off my beer, I do believe the drink is beginning to go to my head though because more exciting ideas for dares begin popping into my head. "Sara, your turn on the hot seat, what will it be?"
Sara smiles meekily and a little nervously, "I think I could do a dare."
"Perfect!" I smile thinking I've got a good way to turn the tables on Becka. "Sara, I dare you to kiss Becka, same rules apply." Sara doesn't hesitate and leans over to Becka. Becka looks a little bit hesitant, which gives me some satisfation, but when Sara's lips reach hers the kiss quickly becomes fairly passionate. At first I'm disappointed that I didn't manage to bother Becka at all. But quickly I don't care about that anymore as the kiss becomes even hotter, Sara runs one hand in Becka's hair pulling her even deeper into the kiss the other slides up and down her back. This continues for a minute or so until Sara take her hand from Becka's back, I think they are finally going to break of the kiss but Sara just slides her hand around to Becka's front and firmly grips one of her bra covered breasts. I hear Becka moan into Sara's mouth. At the same time I feel Penny's hand grip my leg. This snaps me out of the trance I seem to have fallen into watching my cousin and sister make out, I'm also a little afraid Penny might have grabbed my leg because she's getting uncomfortable with the whole situation.
"Alright, alright!" I say."I think you completed your dare."
"Good that means I choose somebody now." Sara turns and looks at Penny. "You haven't really had to do much yet. I think it's your turn. I assume we're just on dares now?" Penny just nods. "In that case I dare you to join your aunt and take off your shirt.
"I think I choose the wrong bra this morning." Penny glances at me and Josh and sighs and then lifts her shirt over her head. Her bra covered breasts come into view and I quickly realize why she thought her bra was a bad choice. She's wearing a pink lace bra, but where there is no lace the bra is completely translucent. I can make out almost her entire areola and nipple on each breast. Josh sees the same wolf whistles at her. Penny slaps his arm, as she does her boobs jiggle enticingly.
"What, you have nice body"
"Uncle Josh!"
"Don't yell at me look at your dad he's practically drooling over you." Penny turns and looks at me and just gives me a look and squints her eyes at me.
"OK, Dad, let's see how you feel being looked at. I dare you to streak through Jo's little pool party out back."
"What?" I think may be able to sneak through this one without too much embarrassment. I'll just pretend to run through there party but just hide out on the deck. You can't see any of the backyard from here. "OK fine." I start walking over to the door.
"And no cheating we need to see those clothes come off and you need to take a dip in the pool to prove you made it out there." She knows me too well.
"Hey now, maybe I'll just take another drink."
"No backing out once you've made your choice." Becka chimes in.
"Fine." I walk over to the doorway out the room and turn my back to the room. I strip off my shirt, then my pants. I hesitate with my hands on my boxers.
"Take it off!" Becka yells.
I quickly slide my boxers down and hurry out of the room. As I do I hear a wolf whistle, "Nice butt dad!" I hurry through the kitchen and out onto the back patio.
I stand quietly for a few seconds while my eyes adjust to the dimmer lights. I see Jenny and Hallie lying on their backs and floating on inflatables. I hear them talking back and forth, but I can't make out what they're saying. Their bodies are bathed in shadows, but I think I see the silhouette of a nipple or two. I wonder if they've been skinny dipping. I don't see Jo or Kenny. I need to figure out to get in and out of that pool with the least possible embarrassment.
What should I do?
